Sunday 2 April 2017

don't start here

i'm travelling back to familiar places
forwards in time to new ones
things are never the same

can i buy a ticket to the past, please?
i took a wrong turn, missed my connection
was too short-sighted to see the signpost
on this one-way street less travelled

when is it past the point of no return?
when it's pointless, is there a soul train to catch?
there's no map showing the halfway point
am i even driving? is the ticket real?
why has the clock stopped?

... what day is this?

well, if you're going to hell
you might as well ride first class
drink yourself stupid with the blinds down
pay someone else to take care of your problems

but i'm broke and on this fucking bus
so cheap you can't see out the windows
going backwards in space to a past i don't want
going forwards in time to a place i don't know

if Einstein was beside me
i'd punch that fucker in the nuts
with maximum black hole gravity
and sit him on a beam of light
see how he likes it when time stands still
and space suffocates you
relatively speaking

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